Once we were on business, me and Rabinovich,
Then we dropped at nearest restaurant-hall,
There she was sitting with Tommy Bloody-Beater
And she had the browning black and small

First we wanna gonna, 'cause we were alone,
But suddenly a revenge came to mind,
In the dirty parkline, where the people drink wine,
Our lovely Murka, you shall die.

How do you do my Murka, how do you do my darling,
How do you do my darling and good bye,
You have sold forever all our "malina"
And it is the reason you must die

Rabinovich fired but instead of target
Me it was a little who was shot,
I was brought to doctor and Rabinovich "sterva"
Quickly took the girl to drink on spot.

"Blacky voronochek" and my heart is crying
And my heart is crying all the night
In the dirty parkline, where the people drink wine,
Murka's body's lying still but fine.